I was sitting on the couch under the tent on a cloudy, chilly Tuesday late afternoon. I heard a truck pull into the parking lot and watched father and son Scott and James, first-time visitors to the Hippodrome, get out and start looking around.
"I saw the huge basket from I-520 and had to check this place out," Scott said.
"Great!" I replied. "Let's get you out there before the sun sets!"
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| Scott and James have got the buzzzz! |
I offered to play a round with them and show them around so that they could get in a fast 18. We played from the Reds and had a great time. I even tweaked Scott's throw a bit and he was excited to be throwing farther than ever. "Now I just have to work on my accuracy!" he said as he shanked one to the right on Dry Lakes, hole 7.
They had a great time and each made a birdie or two. James even skipped his drive off the pond on Treasure Island to land a few feet from the basket. We finished in the dark but these guys didn't mind. "We'll be back!" they said.
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